The Queen of Destiny: The King's Side

For a few days, there was nothing wrong with each other, Xi Xian gradually recovered from the energy consumed by Xia's brothers and sisters, and got up to freshen up when the light first appeared in the morning.

"How about this red dress? Today is Ms. Xia's birthday, let's dress up festively." Xue Chun has been helping her choose clothes and decorations since early in the morning.

Looking at the big red dress in Xuechun's hand, Xi Xian shook her head and said, "Today is Miss Xia's birthday party, why are we dressed so brightly? You still want to steal the master's limelight? Wear that pink and green dress?" Just fine."

"Isn't it a bit too plain?" Xue Chun lifted up the pink and green dress and shook it dissatisfied, but in the end she couldn't hold back Xi Xian.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she instructed Xuechun to comb her hair into a bun that was slightly more formal than usual, with only a thin layer of face powder on her face, lightly brushed her eyebrows with a few strokes, and applied fresh peach blossom juice on her hair. After a few counts between the lips, a fresh and natural makeup has been drawn.

Xuechun picked out a few pieces of jewelry that matched the clothes and put them on for her. On her hair, she embedded a few pearls in them, which were faintly visible. Finally, she inserted a golden step rocker on her head.

"Why did you take it out?" Xi Xian pulled the golden step rocker off her head and put it aside.

"Didn't Ms. Xia tell you to wear this walking swing to the banquet today? Besides, this walking swing is the only thing that can stand out in this attire." Xue Chun curled her lips aggrievedly.

Xi Xian pulled her over and said patiently, "We are just maidservants now, don't you think this step is too ostentatious?"

Xuechun picked up the Bu Yao and looked at it repeatedly, then nodded, "It's indeed a little too gorgeous, even in the palace, only Empress Zhaoyi always wears such a Bu Yao."

"That's why I can't wear it. How can a maid dress up so excessively."

"But why did Ms. Xia send such a valuable thing? Could it be that she knows our identities? Did Mr. Xia tell her?" Xuechun suddenly became nervous.

Seeing this, Xi Xian quickly comforted her and said, "Just put your heart in your stomach, Mr. Xia will never let her know our identities."

"Why?" Xuechun didn't understand why they had to keep a secret since they were brother and sister.

"Don't ask, you won't understand even if you tell me." Xi Xian put Bu Yao away neatly and stopped discussing this issue with her.

After breakfast, she took a short rest and came to Xia Yingying's boudoir to deliver the birthday gifts before the various programs started. After all, it was inconvenient for her status to be too conspicuous at the banquet.

The gift is a picture of a beautiful woman that she spent a day meticulously drawing. The person in the picture is today's birthday star Xia Yingying. It can be regarded as unique.

After waiting in the front room for a long time, still no one came to receive them, Xuechun pouted impatiently, but when she was about to complain, she saw a man with the appearance of a maid coming out of the inner room, and saluted perfunctorily, " Miss is still dressing up, I'm afraid it won't get better in a while, the two girls might as well go back first."

Xi Xian didn't care about her negligence, but said kindly, "Well, please ask the girl to pass this birthday gift to Miss Xia."

The maid took the scroll with obvious disdain, "Okay, then I won't send you two away." After speaking, she turned and went into the inner room.

After leaving Xia Yingying's boudoir, Xuechun broke away from Xixian's hand, with an expression of anger on her face, "Sister, why are you holding me back from talking? Even Miss Xia is respectful to us, what kind of onion is she? This attitude towards you."

"When will you change your reckless temper?" Xi Xian shook her head helplessly, "It's her business what attitude she has. Besides, she has her own master, and it's not your turn to teach me a lesson."

"But I just can't bear the way she looks down on people!" Xue Chun held back her anger and beat the flowers and branches by the roadside.

"My dear sister, please stop making trouble." Xi Xian hurriedly pressed Xuechun who was furious, and carefully wiped off the petals on her clothes, "Today is Miss Xia's birthday, you are not allowed to mess around like this."

"Well, I don't care about Miss Xia for the sake of her face." Xue Chun's anger came and went quickly, as soon as he turned around, he looked like a normal person.

The hall where the birthday banquet was held was full of magnificence. Although it was still early to leave the banquet, people had already arrived with birthday gifts, and most of them were young sons. Xi Xian immediately understood that Xia Zizhao was holding a birthday banquet for Xia Yingying real purpose.

"I heard that Miss Xia is only beautiful if she looks good, and her family background is good. If she can fall in love with my son, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings she has acquired."

"Who said that you must fall in love with your son? The third child in my family is much prettier than your son."

"It's okay if you don't like your son and like your daughter. I heard that Mr. Xia hasn't married yet??????"

Xi Xian asked Xuechun to look around to see if she could be of any help, while she stood in an inconspicuous corner and listened to the gossip of these chattering women, wanting to learn more about Xia Mansion from the side.

"Bring us some new tea. This tea is cold. What about you? What are you doing?" Xi Xian raised her head and found a fat woman pointing at her. Is it a servant's attire?He hurried forward to remove the cold tea.

"This girl really has no eyesight, but she looks pretty good-looking, and it's not bad to be a concubine for my son." After turning around and hearing these words, Xi Xian almost knocked the tea tray to the ground, thinking that she should not leave this group It's good for the woman to be too close, so she left and never came back.

The real lively shows start in the afternoon, so in the morning people just sit down and chat to connect with each other. Xi Xian originally wanted to watch the excitement, but she was being used as a maidservant everywhere she went, so she had to find someone who was alone. Sitting in the corner.

"Why are you alone?" When she was in a daze, she was startled by the sudden voice behind her, turned around and saw a strange man, Xi Xian stood up guardedly and took a few steps back, but the man was very casual I did it.

She nodded politely and wanted to leave, but the man said again, "What? I really can't recognize him?"

Xi Xian was startled, and felt that the voice was very familiar, but when she looked up, the face was still very strange.

"I don't even recognize you. It seems that I can rest assured to watch the excitement." After finishing speaking, the man subconsciously turned the fingers on his hand.

"It's the Emperor??? Young Master!" The finger-twister Xi Xian was all too familiar with, and it was the one that Yuwen Haoxuan carried every day.

Yuwen Haoxuan smiled heartily, "Young Master Huang? Why did you even change your surname?"

Xi Xian looked at his strange face in surprise, and couldn't believe it, "Is it a human skin mask? Why can't you see it at all?"

Seeing her curious, Yuwen Haoxuan pulled his face and said, "It's all made by Liu Maolin, he is the best at fiddling with these things, let him make one for you when he is free."

Xi Xian quickly declined her thanks, she didn't want to sit in front of the mirror and see someone else's face, how horrifying it would be!

The two were talking, and there was a burst of gongs and drums in front of them. Xi Xian rarely had the opportunity to see such a scene, and kept looking around like a crowd gathering.

Seeing that she seemed very curious, Yuwen Haoxuan suggested, "Go and have a look, and follow me, so as not to be called around again."

Xi Xian also wanted to go very much in her heart, so she didn't make any excuses, and followed Yuwen Haoxuan like a maid.